So, for those of you who are unaware, I have started a second blog in the 365 style. And I’ve just been updating it – actually I’ve not finished doing it, as its meant to be a record of something cool about each day for the next year, but I was all of a sudden struck by another phenomenon which can be attributed to modern life. Blog insecurity!
I was beginning to wonder if I was doing it right, or was a messing up the beauty of something cool by listing inane details of my not-so-exciting current life?! I mean, its hard to think of cool things that happened each day, especially when this morning I was just about to buy Take That tickets for the Belfast show on Friday night over Facebook, only to remember that I’ve gotta go inspire some first year students about Jesus. And, okay, okay – that’s a slightly more important and eternally exciting thing, but Take That! In Belfast! This Friday! I’m gutted. So, what on earth am I meant to write on this other blog devoted to the minute details of a life lived in such a world as this?
I’m kind of happy that this blog is just what I said it would be – the random musings of a self-confessed un-intellectual. I’m sorry for those of you who swing by during a boring web-session hoping for some thought-provoking… er… thoughts.
So, anyway. Blogging insecurity…
There’s the fear that no-one will ever read it. Then of course, there’s the fear that someone will read it! (Like, what if the blog-fluent friend that inspired me to join the 365 ‘movement’ actually stumbles back this way, reads my 365 and is shocked and horrified at my bogey-nosed, sticky-fingered decimation of the phenomenon?) Not forgetting the fear that some day in the future I’ll have a vague recollection of something I used to do online… rediscover the link and be horrendously mortified at what I wrote as a naive 25-yr-old thinking she understood life. It’ll be like when I found the journals I had kept in high school: “I love Glenn, today he let me borrow his pencil… I wonder does that mean he likes me”
AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! (Just to save me any MORE insecurity – I was 11 at the time.)
Needless to say I burnt them.
Oh – and, incidentally… My mum was up yesterday and said someone in her work showed her a picture of me he’d found online, and from the sounds of things its from my blogspot profile. So, that’s another thing about all this – random strangers, fine – but random strangers that work with your mum? Good job I’m a good girl who only writes about nice things. Others have had more difficult secrets revealed, right Lily?
Anyway, just so you’re not all (or just the one person who reads this) overwhelmed with sympathy at me not seeing Take That in Belfast, I’ll be seeing them in London in December. Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeooooo!